Thursday, October 7, 2010
When I got home after meeting these new girlfriends from work, I felt all good and refreshed, that’s when it hit me on how much I missed all my gal pals . I had just spent an evening talking of all the girly stuff, something which I had not done in a long long time. Yeah we do need our dose girly chat from time to time, I realized. Its fun to discuss clothes, cosmetics, skin and all the blah without, any scorns around you. And also my Oriflame eyelash curler arrived that day, many of ladies on blogosphere swear by it, so I decide to give it a try. Back home, I really wasn’t sure how to use it and yeah it did look like some kind of surgical instrument as described by a cousin. I just loved his reaction when I showed him the curler, he had this shocked look on his face and yelled at me to keep it away from him when I tried experimenting it on him. Received a same reaction from mom too . On seeing dipping interest levels everyone showed on my new accessory, I gave up and tried it on myself. After two minutes of figuring out how to hold it, I did get the right way to use it. And yeah it did make a difference, or wait did I just make myself believe that it worked?? Hmm Maybe I need a second opinion, I thought. Mom? No use, she can never really concentrate on anything else when her soaps are running.So I asked my cousin if he sees any change he goes like “hmm.. I think you can only notice some difference if you look closely”. Maybe I dint press the curler hard enough I thought again. I gave it another go, ok now I did notice curved lashes. Really happy with my successful experiment I asked him to check again and he repeats the same verdict. Moral of the story just be happy with your judgment and do not rely on the insights of male species on these matters, as they are usually of very lil help. Then he grabbed it and started inspecting it, I thought oh so now he likes it, and then I saw that he was only amused by the mere mechanics of it. Grabbed it back worried he might break it while his inspection :). Now after repeated experiment I have learnt to use it properly and now I know why it is a must have accessory, so loving it now.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
It all started when our train tickets to Hyderabad got confirmed just 90 minutes before the train's departure and all the mad rush began. Bro had not packed his luggage, dint have any printout of the tickets and yeah Indian Railways website had to go down at that very moment. Five minutes no luck with the site, we are like, "ok the waiting list ticket should do!". All packed and ready we decided to take brother’s two wheeler as we had very little time left and a heavy Bangalore traffic to battle with to reach the station. Just few minutes on the road and Gods think ok we haven’t put them through enough trouble yet “Let’s shower the rains on them!” I mean seriously!? no rains all day but just when we get out it had to rain not just rain it had to pour (Reminds me of Murphy’s Laws, somehow always right in my case). Completely drenched in just 2 minutes, our bags too, stuck in a mini traffic jam with everyone around giving us those strange looks probably wondering what’s up with these two. We were a total mess but the strange part is I just loved that ride, I can’t explain why but I just loved it. Ok the good news is we did make it to the station on time for the train. And also I was traveling in the train after a very long time, it was very comfortable and I really enjoyed the journey. So lets just say all's well that ends well!